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TEAM EFFORT  CHAPTER THIRTY


With the large plug in one hand, the other  hand softly began stroking 
'mutts' soft fleshy butt. Shaun knew this wasn't  going to be easy and for sure it 
wasn't going to go good.

Slowly  the plug began working its' way into 'mutt's' hole. With each 
movement and  motion of the plug a whimper came forth. Not that the plug was hurting 
him just  yet, but rather from the humiliation of being plugged by his younger 
brother and  also knowing that sooner or later this part of training was 
coming to cause him  a large quantity of pain.

'Pup' tried to comfort the 'mutt' with  gentle and assuring words, as he kept 
a slow steady pressure on the plugs' base.  Once the plugs' width had matched 
that of the previous plug, both slaves knew  what was coming; with 'pup' 
offering words of encouragement attempting to relax  'mutt' both physically and 
mentally.

Pain overcame 'mutt' as he  tried to relax, but just when he thought it 
couldn't get any worse Shaun  gathered up all his courage and slammed the plug in 
completely; seating the plug  quite nicely I must say.

"Sorry Mike but I couldn't stand to see  you in pain like this, so early in 
your training. That's why I did what I did.  Just stay still and take deep 
breaths and everything will be ok, I promise",  Shaun said with a loving tone to 
his voice.

As 'mutt' knelt there  slowly coming to terms with his situation, Shaun very 
carefully eased each of  'mutts' legs further apart; giving the plugs base a 
little more freedom from the  inner thighs.

Turning his back to 'mutt', Shaun lowered himself  down so that he was flat 
on the floor; his head and mouth directly beneath the  banded, separated and 
freshly pierced cock and balls.

'pup' began  tonguing the smooth surface of the scrotum, hoping that this 
would take his  brothers mind off of the anal invasion. The feeling of steel 
rings on his tongue  sent cold shivers down 'pups' spine. Knowing that one day he 
might become  property and be ringed in like manner, was giving the 'pup' 
feelings of  euphoria.  Regardless of his personal thoughts and feelings, his 
physical  actions on his brothers scrotum was having the desired effect.

You  could almost see 'mutts' balls tighten up against the bands separating 
each of  them in their own little world. The other larger and wider band was 
having its  desired effect as well. The entire scrotal sac was tightening up and 
the cock  was engorged with blood. Mikes' cock was so engorged with blood 
that it became  almost statuesque. The prince albert ring looked like a shining 
star hanging  from the tip of his cock. 'pup' once again thought of body 
jewelry, Mikes, Dans  and his own. Dan's ring was the largest chunk of steel he'd 
ever seen from any  photo he had seen and Mikes was about half the size; both in 
diameter, thickness  and bead size. 

Shaun knew that he had honestly come to terms and  understanding with his own 
sexuality. With what happened to him on the way home,  what he'd been 
through, briefly, with Mike and now with these masters and his  parents; Shaun knew 
his genetic make up and nothing could, nothing would change  it.

With his balls being licked, Mike's mind went back to the car  ride also. He 
couldn't tell the difference from then till now. His brother loved  lapping 
his nuts just like he did on the ride home. As a matter of fact,  everything 
Shaun did in the back seat of the SUV and what he's done at home,  have only 
enforced Mike's feelings on how much each brother loves the other. The  'tremors' 
in his ass subsided quite rapidly now, as his cock wanted to explode  without 
anyone or anything even touching it. As all the other times, 'mutts'  brain 
was flooded with thoughts, feelings and emotions; some of them were good  and 
some not so good.

The sound of the basement door opening up,  startled both slaves back to 
reality. Shaun scooted out from beneath his brother  and made it to the kneeling 
position just as his dad made it down the  stairs.

"It looks like you both have completed your cleanings, but  seems that you've 
forgotten to clean the floor around the drain. So I'll just  sit here and 
wait until you two slaves finish tidying up the floor. I wouldn't  be proper for 
your mother to have to clean up after you two," their father said  in a more 
authoritative tone of voice.

"We need to get some  cleaning stuff and paper towels dad," said 'mutt'.
"Nonsense," was the  fathers reply. "Use your mouths and tongues to clean up 
the floor. You two made  the mess so you two should clean it up properly like 
good slaves always  do."

As the two boys licked the floor, both were gaging as they  swallowed some of 
the flakes and chucks of turds. Mike more than Shaun was again  feeling guilt 
and shame.

The four eyes from outside were getting  their fair share of enjoyment and 
excitement for the night. Each had a raging  erection beneath their shorts, as 
they continued on in silence watching the  'family' go through a routine of 
sorts.

Footsteps coming down the  stairs only meant one thing; mom was coming. As 
she made her way into the  basement, neither son wanted to look up and 
acknowledge her presence. Just  knowing that she could tell what they were doing was 
humiliating enough without  having to make eye contact with her.

She was carrying a tray which  seemed to have two cocktails on it, along with 
some other items. She placed the  tray on top of the washing machine, out of 
sight; but brought with her the two  drinks, handing one to her husband as she 
took up her place on the other chair;  silently observing her sons, filling 
her eyes and mind with all the days'  activities.

Mr. Freeman leaned over and quietly explained what and  the why of their two 
sons activities currently underway. Mrs. Freeman nodded her  approval.

When the floor was clean, both boys rose to the upright  kneeling position, 
facing their folks. Little did they realize, but each of them  had a light 
brown ring around their mouths, from vigorously lapping the floor  clean.

"Over here you two", commanded their father.

As  they crawled over to him, each could only think about what the hell was 
going  on. They hadn't heard that tone of voice from their dad in  years.

"Now then", said their mother, "let's get those faces  cleaned up. Go ahead 
and get with it, and don't take all night! Lick, suck, kiss  those faces clean 
and be quick about it!"

The two faces turned to  meet the other and the brothers began licking each 
others face clean. Mike felt  de-humanized, now, more than ever. Shaun could 
sense the feelings his brother  was having, and wrapped his arms behind Mike's 
back holding him firmly. With  clean faces, still entwined, Shaun could do no 
wrong, as he whispered "I love  you" into his brothers eye and lovingly gave 
him a passionate kiss on the  lips.

In the time that the boys had alone, together, until now  there seemed to 
have been some major mind-set changes with the adults. Their  parents continued, 
in silence, sitting there watching the two slaves kiss,  knowing what they had 
to do from this point, this life changing moment,  forward.

As the scene continued to unfold, the two teens outside  had progressed to 
laying on their sides stroking, through the shorts, the cock  of the other; with 
an occasional whisper about what they'd like to do to the  slaves if they had 
a chance.

"If memory serves me correctly", began  the father, "Mike here is now wearing 
a new size of plug. Turn around son and  assume a proper position so that 
your dear mother can see it."

As  Mike turned, he looked into Shauns' eyes and a solo tear was forming. 
Mike did  as he was instructed and now he was displaying the huge base of the 
plug for his  parents, even to the point he had pulled his own cheeks apart for a 
better  view.


"Back up so we don't have to get up", clamored Mrs.  Freeman.

Slowly and ever so cautiously 'mutt' back up until he was  near his mother, 
who then took her own feet and spread mutt's legs even further  apart. Then she 
had him back up even more, so that his legs were either side of  her chair. 
His ass and mostly his plug were almost hitting the seat of her  chair, which 
was actually placing a lot of strain on his leg muscles, to say the  least.

"Pup get over here and kneel like 'mutt' here in front of  your father", mom 
said in a demanding tone of voice.

'pup' quietly  assumed his new position, legs straining from being so wide.

Mrs.  Freeman went right to work on 'mutts' plug; twisting it clockwise while 
at the  same time she was raising and lowering it. 'mutt' was so scared and 
humiliated  that he cried more than he screamed from the painful stretching. 
She released  her grip, momentarily, but began taking her fist and hitting the 
base of the  plug; which sent shockwaves of pain deep inside 'mutt'. 

'pup' was  getting his plug twisting by his dad, with one hand, while the 
other hand had  found it's mark, pulling on 'pups' dick in a fashion similar to 
that of milking  a cow.

Lightning fast, accompanied with a blood curdling scream,  'mutts' plug was 
yanked free of the dark cavern of love and lust. Mrs. Freeman  couldn't get 
over the size of and the weight of the plug; however she did notice  the grease 
on the plug and reached around front and had 'mutt' lick the grease  off of it. 
As 'mutt' was licking, the parents were amazed at just how much the  love 
chute had stretched in such a short time. They could actually, for the  first 
time, see the pink muscles inside; which by nature had always been hidden.  The 
hole quivered and twittered as it slowly began taking back its natural  form.

Softly, Mrs. Freeman began touching the freshly expanded skin  and muscle. 
Not only did this begin to relax 'mutt' a little bit, but it also  began to 
excite his slave cock; which did not go unnoticed by his own  mother.

After pulling her hand back, she again offered up the plug  to 'mutt', 
instructing him to supply an ample amount of spit on the plug; as she  was about to 
put it back inside of him.

Obviously, there is no  amount of spit that would ease the insertion of such 
a large and heavy plug, but  his mother was not a well informed individual in 
such a matter. Once she thought  that 'mutt' had spat enough onto the plug she 
none to gently pushed it back  inside of her newly slaved son.

"It seems to me", she began again,  "Dan is going through so much more than 
these two boys. I wonder if they even  know how much our son is suffering at 
the hands of those men. And to think that  his friends and team mates are also 
being trained for God knows what. I guess  Carlos and the others are right when 
they told us that we should accept these to  as slave material and treat them 
as such. So, now that I've read the other list,  I think that we should 
indeed treat them as slaves and treat them equally as  well.
It would be so easy to let them urinate down the drain, but according  to the 
list, they will be trained to become human urinals for their masters. So  
perhaps they should begin here and now to learn the proper method of this bodily  
function."

Mr. Freeman looked at his wife in amazement. He briefly  couldn't believe his 
own ears, until she repeated herself. 

"Which  one of you slaves needs to pee?" she asked.

Neither of them gave  her any indication or verbalized to her that they had 
to piss, so she simple had  both slaves crawl forward and kneel upright. She 
glared into their eyes, slowly  and with reason.

"So neither of you need to urinate? I find that  hard to believe at this 
point. Perhaps it's you, 'mutt' who needs to go the most  urgent. Or, is it you 
'pup' who has the full bladder of urine?" She  semi-questioned her slave sons.

Without waiting, wanting or needing  an answer, Mrs. Freeman commanded 'pup' 
to stand, then she ordered 'mutt' to  encase the 'pups' cock with his warm, 
now parched mouth hole.

'pup'  knew that he had to piss, but doing so this way, in front of his 
parents, on  command of his own mother was something he never thought would occur. 
After some  verbal taunting from both his parents, 'pup' closed his eyes and 
put both his  hands behind the head of 'mutt', firmly holding the mouth over 
the soft cock.  

Putting his parents, and 'mutt' out of the equation, 'pup' slowly  began 
pulling the head closer to his shaved body and gently (at first) began to  trickle 
his piss into his brothers mouth.

It wasn't but a few  seconds of dribble that the flow increased to it's 
normal strength. As 'mutt'  began to choke on the fast flowing piss, 'pup' 
increased the pressure he had on  'mutts' head; preventing him from pulling back and 
perhaps even spilling or  spewing the golden nectar out. Quickly 'mutt' 
swallowed in a rhythmic manner and  all of the piss coursed its' way into his 
stomach. 'pup', once finished, stood  silent and still, savoring the moment and the 
feel of the now hot wet mouth hole  surrounding his youthful cock. 

'pups' cock began to turn ridged  within the confines of his brothers mouth 
hole, yet 'pup' didn't release his  hold on the bald head of his slave brother. 
Gagging ensued and snot began to  flow from 'mutts' nose and tears dripped 
from his now reddened eyes. 'pup' held  firm, perhaps waiting for a command to 
withdraw.

'pups' dad noticed  the fast retreating nuts on the 'pup' and instantly 
realized that an eruption  was forthcoming. Without thinking he harshly planted his 
open palm on the 'pups'  ass cheek, which caused a sudden forward movement on 
'pups' part; sending 'mutt'  reeling backwards, until he fell onto the cold 
concrete floor.

The  slap on the ass, had its' intended effect. 'pup' no longer had a stiff 
cock and  his foreskin was slowly extending, which again brought about a 
comment or  two.

"It's just too sad that circumcisions are now illegal", began  'pups' 
mother." I'd rather see him cut like all the rest. Just think of it,  millions of 
boys running around the country with skin covering their piss hole.  We should 
send him to the IAS for his slave training and then for sure they'd  cut off his 
skin. Perhaps the slave would like to be castrated as well. He'd  look so 
nice without his scrotum. At least it wouldn't get in the way of any  training he 
is going to get. At least now, I'm getting so used to seeing them  both 
without all that curly hair. It reminds me of when they were just babies,  and now 
we've got one whose been orally working dicks of his school friends, one  who 
wants to be a slave and one who is a slave that doesn't want to be. Just  
amazing to say the least, yet I'm getting used to the idea quite  fast.

Now then, 'mutt' needs to relive himself as well, so he'd  best get to it, 
before I lose my temper!"

Slowly Mike brought  himself off the floor, to a standing position, staring 
down at his younger slave  brother. 'pup' opened wide, making room for the 
prince albert ring, not knowing  that the ring would double in size this coming 
weekend.

Closing his  eyes, and then his lips, 'pup' placed both of his hands on his 
brothers' bare  ass; as if to signal he was ready for the piss to flow. 'mutt' 
didn't waste a  second, as a strong stream erupted from his pierced cock.

Payback  was sweet, as 'mutt' grabbed the 'pups' head and pulled him in, 
completely  encasing his soft, piss spewing, cock. 'pup' gagged and began to 
thrash his  hands as the piss kept flowing. A few threatening comments from their 
mother got  'pup' to settle down and keep swallowing the sweet, wonderful acrid 
 piss.

'mutt' felt great. At least now, this one moment, he felt in  control. At 
least in his own mind he was being dominant. All be it, that sure  wasn't the 
case, was it. His anger towards 'pup' was short lived, the second he  came to his 
senses and back to reality. He was the 'property' so to speak of  Ben, and 
when 'mutt' turned eighteen in two weeks; he'd be taken away and  trained 
further, way further.

With the urinal aspect of the night  complete, the parents rose to their 
feet, instructing the two newly enslaved to  follow them to the other side of the 
basement.

Upon arriving at the  'normal' training area, each slave boy was told exactly 
where to place his  body.

Mike ended up directly beneath the beams where the ropes were  hanging from. 
As 'mutt' knelt in obedience his father came over to him with one  of the bags 
left behind by Carlos and the others.

'pup' was  entrusted to his mothers desire to install his chastity device for 
the night. As  she slid the first ring over his nuts, she looked into his 
face to see if she  could detect any sense of hesitation on his face, none was 
detected  however.

After the nuts had been placed thru the ring, she roughly  grabbed his cock 
and pushed it through the same ring; snugging it tightly  against his shaved 
skin. The remainder of the device was slid over his cock and  attached to the 
base ring. When everything was snapped into place, she slid the  final bar on, 
at the end of the device, thus entrapping the slaves cock. Two  miniature 
padlocks were installed, preventing escape and that part of the  process was 
complete.

'pups' balls were gently fondled in an  attempt to watch the device work. As 
the cock began to stiffen and lengthen, the  bar at the end prevented a full 
erection; pleasing her more than 'pup' could  ever imagine.
Not exactly sure of the next preparation, but willing to do  anything to 
please the 'pup', she took a long and thin piece of rawhide and  began to wrap it 
around his nut sack, pushing the young and tender nuts fully to  the bottom of 
the skin sac. With the free end of the leather, still quite long,  she began 
wrapping each testicle separately until there was no more skin visible  to the 
naked eye. Now 'pups' nutsack was tucked in for the  night.

Once again, Mrs. Freeman spoke. "You know dear that our boys  mean the world 
to us. I'm so glad that we are finally able to help them become  what they 
want to be. For years we really knew nothing about their interest or  the 
desires, but now I feel such relief knowing that we can finally help  them."

That said, she got up and retrieved two toothbrushes from  the tray and a 
tube of toothpaste. Handing one of the brushes to her husband,  she followed by 
squeezing out some paste on it. Once she had the other brush  covered in 
toothpaste, both parents began brushing the slave's teeth. Not that  they couldn't 
do it themselves, but something on the other list must have  directed them to 
do this for there boys.'mutt' and 'pup' seemed bewildered by  this activity, as 
they were instructed to simply swallow in place of spitting  out the foaming 
substance. The brushing continued for a full three minutes  before Mrs. 
Freeman collected and returned the brushes to the tray.  

Coming back to the slaves, she stopped next to her husband.  Handing him the 
antiseptic ointment and some cotton balls, she stood silently  by; watching 
her husband clean the fresh piercings and rotating the rings.  'mutt' let out 
more than a whimper when each ring was cleaned and turned,  especially his 
prince albert ring and scrotum rings.

"It's a fine  sight, these rings are", exclaimed Mr. Freeman. "I'm more than 
excited to see  them when they are larger and thicker. I bet they will look 
quite royal. I  understand that large nipple rings will actually stretch the tit 
so that in time  it will look more like a teat. That should be something 
you'd be very proud to  display. Unless your mother objects, I'm going to allow 
Ben to install your  septum ring this weekend; as he's already asked me about 
that ring and some  others for you and 'pup'. There is one such ring, Ben tells 
of, that when  installed you'd have to keep your legs spread for a whole week 
in order for it  to begin to heal properly. I suppose you'd like that one a 
lot  'mutt'."

With all the talk of more needles sticking his body, his  father holding his 
cock and cleaning the prince albert, and just knowing that  his parents were 
more in line with Ben than ever before, caused 'mutts' cock to  gradually begin 
to stiffen.

Handing the antiseptic to his wife, Mr.  Freeman stood tall, just staring 
down at the 'mutt'. He was apparently planning  what and the how of the next 
procedure.

'pup' had his rings cleaned  and turned, like 'mutt', but without a sound, 
with even the slightest  whimper.

"You know dear," began the wife, "it's so good to be able  to help. Just 
seeing these two makes it a little easier to understand what Dan  is going 
through. I'm sure these slaves will come to appreciate it too, in  time."

Mr. Freeman listened, without commenting, as his wife  continued on. He had 
several short lengths of rope in his hands, which he now  began to use; tying 
'pups' wrists to his ankles; which left 'pup' with his butt  resting on the 
heels of his own feet. He likewise trussed up the 'mutt' in the  same fashion.

Both slave boys remained motionless and deadly quiet,  wondering what was 
next. They didn't have to wait to long.

Mr.  Freeman took 'mutts' original butt plug in his hand and began to slowly 
insert  it into the 'mutts' mouth. The mouth stretched as far as possible 
before Mr.  Freeman had to use a little pressure to pop the widest part behind the 
slaves  teeth. 'mutt' was madly trying to inhale all the air into his lungs 
through his  nostrils. After several minutes, 'mutt' got his breathing under 
control and  began to relax the best he could.

Mr. Freeman journeyed over to the  wall, reached in and got the same size 
plug, matching 'mutts' and in the same  manner installed it in 'pups' mouth hole. 
Both parents stood in awe of the flesh  before them.

"I see no need to tape the plugs in." said Mr. Freeman  "I don't think they 
could spit them out no matter how hard they tried. Well  dear, except for 
positioning them for sleep, I see no reason for you to stay  down here. I'll be up 
in a couple of minutes. Why not get us a refill on those  two wonderful 
cocktails?"
Mrs. Freeman acknowledged her husband and proceeded  up the stairs, only 
after giving each of the slaves a kiss on top of their  smooth heads.

With his wife upstairs, Mr. Freeman retrieved two  rolls of gauze and 
proceeded to wrap them around the heads of the slaves,  covering their eyes, sending 
them into total darkness.

Now their  father, from behind, spread out 'mutts' legs as far as possible, 
sending cramps  coursing through the 'mutts' thighs. Next he half pushed and 
pulled the 'pup' in  front of the 'mutt', and then he carefully lay 'pup' on his 
back, trapping the  hands and feet behind the body. Slowly, Mr. Freeman 
pulled the 'pups' body  through the spread legs of the other slave, until 'pups' 
head was just in front  of 'mutts' cock and balls.

Mr. Freeman stood back, admiring not  only the work, but the two naked sons. 
It had been a long time since he, as a  parent, had seen them naked and 
hairless. He could only marvel at how their  bodies had progressed, looking like two 
cherubs.

He knew that the  one thing remaining was his responsibility. Slowly, as not 
to make any noise, he  unzipped his pants and fished out his own cock, aiming 
it at the two  boys.

Closing his eyes, momentarily, he willed himself to begin to  piss. Piss on 
his own two sons. From 'mutts' chest all the way to 'pups' face,  he sprayed 
his urine until his bladder was completely  empty.

Stuffing his cock back behind his undies, Mr. Freeman wished  his sons to 
have a good night, adding that they could now move into a more  comfortable 
position providing they could figure out just how to accomplish  it.

Climbing the stairs, leaving the light on, he closed the door.  

The two teens outside had seen a live show on slave training and  behavior. 
They were in awe of being able to witness this, and accompanied with  what the 
witnessed the other day made them that much more horny.  

What would happen in the basement this night, what would become of  the two 
teens who spied through the window? Only the sunrise would reveal the  results.

The two teens gathered up their wits and headed home, just  before 'mutt' 
released another bladder full of piss onto his brother, soaking  his skin and the 
gauze wrapping. 

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